HAAS COMING THROUGH

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HAAS COMING THROUGH
no words needed vol 2
wish i could be home watching ratatouille right now. is it too much to ask to witness the highs and lows of remy the rat’s cooking adventures?! i want to cry, to laugh, to get lost in paris munching on some ratatouille. to be rat is to be free. touille or not touille, that is the question.
please ❤️
Guys despite all of this please remember to vote Kimi as dotd
Absolutely screaming at this
no one call me next week sunday
me
This race in a nutshell
We ride at dawn
It was the last straw
Well… we didn’t concede, that’s a plus
f1: we are the pinnacle of motorsport
also f1:
I feel this in my soul
not a writer but in my english class poetry lessons 💔
please the fact that i write about personal issues like suicide and culture and stuff and my FUCKING ENGLISH TEACHER forces me to read them in front of the class. i’ve cried multiple times bruv i have stage fright it pains me and she still makes me fucking do it
and to top it all off she then completely misunderstands it
everyone on our class read about personal issues and they just smile and clap and say how moving it was 🤠
the thing i hate about our english teachers teaching especially the type of poetry like protest/personal poetry is that they will never be able to fully understand
no literally though i was using like a fun little mEtApHoR of a flower growing out of the pavement and still being beautiful and persevering to talk about kids in poverty blooming blah blah
SHE STARTED TALKING ABOUT ROAD HAZARDSLIKE GIRLIE. ARE YOU KIDDING
NAH
meanwhile my teacher diverts off topic to sritney spears while we’re talking about how the media represents black people
are you fucking kidding me who is your teacher
she’s the scottish one
i just wish they got people who could relate to the topics to teach the lesson for once
I feel this in my soul
not a writer but in my english class poetry lessons 💔
please the fact that i write about personal issues like suicide and culture and stuff and my FUCKING ENGLISH TEACHER forces me to read them in front of the class. i’ve cried multiple times bruv i have stage fright it pains me and she still makes me fucking do it
and to top it all off she then completely misunderstands it
everyone on our class read about personal issues and they just smile and clap and say how moving it was 🤠
the thing i hate about our english teachers teaching especially the type of poetry like protest/personal poetry is that they will never be able to fully understand
no literally though i was using like a fun little mEtApHoR of a flower growing out of the pavement and still being beautiful and persevering to talk about kids in poverty blooming blah blah
SHE STARTED TALKING ABOUT ROAD HAZARDSLIKE GIRLIE. ARE YOU KIDDING
NAH
meanwhile my teacher diverts off topic to sritney spears while we’re talking about how the media represents black people
I feel this in my soul
not a writer but in my english class poetry lessons 💔
please the fact that i write about personal issues like suicide and culture and stuff and my FUCKING ENGLISH TEACHER forces me to read them in front of the class. i’ve cried multiple times bruv i have stage fright it pains me and she still makes me fucking do it
and to top it all off she then completely misunderstands it
everyone on our class read about personal issues and they just smile and clap and say how moving it was 🤠
the thing i hate about our english teachers teaching especially the type of poetry like protest/personal poetry is that they will never be able to fully understand
I feel this in my soul
not a writer but in my english class poetry lessons 💔